#DecemberPoetryChallenge #Day1 "My Wishing Flower Looks Like..."


My wishing flower looks like

a wilted rose, soft and brittle


All the dreams die

on paper, the earth

looks different. A moon

swoons above my head.

I wish on cop-raided bars,

battered store-fronts, and

exhaust from cars.

The flowers in the city

are not wild enough

for my dreams.

@pandorademise (c)2020



My wishing flower looks like:

A flower u cannot touch

A stalk so thick and twisted

U will get cut.

Leaves, yellow as ever on the highest tops,

Petals so soft.

An aroma so pungent

You crinkle ur nose,

Though others may walk on by,

I know my wishing flower is safe,

Safe from being plucked by those who do not see,

The real magical beauty

That calls out to me.

@bluestarz410 (c)2020



My wishing flower looks like

Purple reign rose



Sensual, sweet



The scent makes me seek

My wishing flower looks like

Timely unfolding of petals

From morning dew caresses

And is June's birth flower

Blooms brought into a bubble bath

Decorum from the spa

A floral ladder lovingly leads

to hearts,

Yours and mine

My wishing flower looks like

A bouquet of asters, tiger lilies, and sunflowers too

Fragrance in cellophane

The scent makes me weak

Fills my blue vase from your water